New Patek on My Wrist Lyrics

About the song: New Patek on My Wrist Lyrics is written and sung by Lil Uzi Vert. The title of the song is New Patek.

New Patek on My Wrist Lyrics

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New Patek on My Wrist, White Diamonds Them Sh^ts Hit Pink
Ight I’m Ready

New Patek on My Wrist (Gang)
White Diamonds Them Sh^ts Hit Pink (Gang, Gang)
Got Cold, Had to Go Get a Mink (Gang)
New Finger Ring Sit Like a Sink (Gang, Gang)
You a Bad Bih, Then We Can Link (What?)
Hit the Shower, You Might Stink (Gang, Gang)
Bihes Bad, Yeah, They on My Grape (Uh)
And She Said “Lil Uzi So Great” (Uh, Uh)
How You Deal With All That Hate? (Uh-uh)
Shut Up, Bih, Don’t Give Me Migraine
New Patek on My Wrist
White Diamonds Them Sh^ts Hit Pink
Got Cold, Had to Go Get a Mink
New Finger Ring Sit Like a Sink
You a Bad Bih, Then We Can Link
Hit the Shower, You Might Stink
Bihes Bad, Yeah, They on My Grape (Uh-uh)
And She Said “Lil Uzi So Great”

Ok, Your Girlfriend Like My Drip (Drip, Uh)
Happy Birthday to That Bih (Bih)
Yeah, the One That Suck My D^^k (D^^k, Uh)
Triple S Got That Extra Grip (Grip)
So You Know I Cannot Slip
That Jeweler Made Part of My Wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller Made Part of My Wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller Made Part of My Wrist (Wrist)
My Shooters Gon’ Shoot, Can’t Miss
My Shooter Got 30 on His Hip
Yeah I Need My Fix
Was That a Pair of Boots From Rick?
Had to Tell That Lil Girl Don’t Trip
Cool Blood, but My Money Crip
Got Clap on Lights No Flick
Can’t Take No Pic, No Flick (No Cap)
Fuck That Bih in My New Whip (Skrr)
Her Asz So Fat Can’t Fit
Her Asz So Fat It’s Amazing (Amazing)
Her Asz So Fat It’s a Miracle (Miracle)
Her Last Man Money Hysterical
She From the Six One Nine, Rey Mysterio
I’m the Same N^^^a Bustin’ Their Stereo
Yeah, My Boys on the Block Selling O’s, No Cheerios
I Don’t Wake Up in the Morning for Cereal
Flip the Brick Make the Whole Sh^t Do a Aerial
Bang the Sh^t Out and Make the Hoes Sing Ariel
Silencers So They Really Can Not Hear Me Though
Killing These Beats Lil Uzi a Serial
Clean Up the Body Prepare for the Burial
Burberry Pants I Got Burberry Tennis Shoes
I Got the Swag Probably, I’ma Finish You
I Am a Octopus I Cannot Breath Without Water
So I Put Diamonds on My Tentacles
How Is You Stoppin’ Us, They Is Not Toppin’ Us
You Know I Had to Cop That Sh^t Just by the Twos
Blood in My Chakra, I Will Not Pop at Ya
Put Money on My Head Just for Your Album Bruh
Tell Me Lil Boy if It’s Beef I Get to Choppin’ Sh^t Up Like It’s Prime and Treat You Like You Optimus
My Chain White Gold Your Sh^t Look Like Copper Bruh
Mcm Yeah That Sh^t Made of Ostrich Bruh
But I Don’t Wear That, Give That to My Hoes
Yeah I Swear That Lil N^^^a My Clone
I Had to Do This Sh^t All on My Own
Yeah, Slime Sh^t Lil Baby, Put Diamonds in My Nose

And Your Girlfriend Like My Drip (Drip, Uh)
Happy Birthday to That Bih (Bih)
Yeah, the One That Suck My D^^k (D^^k, Uh)
Triple S Got That Extra Grip (Grip)
So You Know I Cannot Slip

Franck Muller Made Part of My Wrist
Franck Muller Made Part of My Wrist
New Rollie Made a Part of My Wrist
Ap Made Part of My Wrist
New Richard on My Wrist
Got a Millie Down Sellin’ My Bank

Throw Up Gang Signs, Naruto
Put Metal in My Nose Like Pain
Man, I Never Saw This Bih Before
How the Fuck She Know My Name
She Said “Lil Uzi, Hello”
I Looked at Her, “Oh, Hey” (Hello?)
You Ain’t Never Seen Pastry Dough, Well Lil Bih I Got Cake
Gettin’ Money, I’m the Man
Gettin’ Money Had to Count the Advance
Saint Laurent All on My Shoes They Not Vans
Need a Fan, in Case a N^^^a Get Hot
Remember She Ain’t Want Me Back, I Was Popped
On the Block Back Before I Had Locks
Red Dot for a Chicken Eat Pop
Mc Told the Bih Give Me Cop
Motorcycle Days, Bih Young Jock
That’s What I Call Her, She All on My Top
Rapstar or Do He Sell Rock?
He Got Files So He Beatin’ the Trial
Couple Racks Let Them N^^^as Run Wild
Super Filthy Man They Livin’ So Foul
I Got Some Real N^^^as That Is Locked Up
Tryna Shade the Bar Just for the Foul
All My Bihes Want Me to Take a Foul
Live Off Verbs, and I Live Off of Nouns
He Get Money, Then I Had to Say How?
New Rug, and It’s Made of Wolf
New Rabbit Yeah I Use as a Towel
Lil Bih, Yeah I Run Through the City
Different Spots in It Just Like a Cow
Yeah, I’m Talkin’ ’bout a Mansion, No House
Yeah, My Closet Yeah That Sh^t Got a House
Four Years, I Ain’t Even See a Mouse
Please Stop Talking Bih Put D^^k in Your Mouth
We Get Money, What the Fuck Is a Drought
Makin’ Rain ’cause I’m Up in the Clouds
Had to Tell That Lil Bih Get From Around
’cause That Little Bih Be Fuckin’ With Clowns

Let’s Go, Let’s Go, Had to Tell That Lil Bih, Yeah Let’s Go
Yeah, That Lil N^^^a Stole My Swag, and He’s Tryna Steal My Flow
I Had to Switch It Up One Time Just Like I Switch My Phone
I Could Try One More Time, I Can Give This Sh^t One More Go
I Put Hundreds in My Safe (Ayy)
I Throw Twenties in Her Face
I Put the M in a J (Ayy)
I Got a Bae in the Bay (Ayy)
I Fucked on That N^^^a Little Bih That’s the Reason He Tryna’ Say That I’m Gay (Ayy)
Way More Coochie the Kid Slay (Ayy)
I Sell a Mil in a Day (Ayy)
All of My Bihes They Grade a
I Do Not Get It in Canada, but When I’m in Toronto They Treat Me Like Drake
This a Light Jet, This a Flight Day
Had That Lil Bih That’s on Myspace
I Can Feel This Sh^t in My Veins
Look at My Neck Thats an Ice Tray
Come on Tell Me, What You Sayin’
(What You Sayin’, What You Sayin’, What You Sayin’)

And Your Girlfriend Like My Drip (Drip, Uh)
Happy Birthday to That Bih (Bih)
Yeah, the One That Suck My D^^k (D^^k, Uh)
Triple S Got That Extra Grip (Grip)
(Oh Yeah)

Franck Muller Made Part of My Wrist
Franck Muller Made Part of My Wrist
New Rollie Made Part of My Wrist
Ap Made a Part of My Wrist
New Richard on My Wrist
Got a Millie Down Sellin’ My Bank

New Patek on My Wrist
White Diamonds Them Sh^ts Hit Pink
Got Cold, Had to Go Get a Mink
New Finger Ring Sit Like a Sink
You a Bad Bih, Then We Can Link (What?)
Hit the Shower, You Might Stink
Bihes Bad, Yeah, They on My Grape (Uh)
And She Said “Lil Uzi So Great” (Uh, Uh)
How You Deal With All That Hate? (Uh-uh)
Shut Up, Bih, Don’t Give Me Migraine

Throw Up Gang Signs, Naruto
Put Metal in My Nose Like Pain
Man, I Never Saw This Bih Before
How the Fuck She Know My Name
She Said “Lil Uzi, Hello”
I Looked at Her, “Oh, Hey”
You Ain’t Never Seen Pastry Dough, Well Lil Bih I Got Cake (Ayy)
Gettin’ Money, I’m the Man
Gettin’ Money Had to Count the Advance
Saint Laurent All on My Shoes They Not Vans
Need a Fan, in Case a N^^^a Get Hot
Remember She Ain’t Want Me Back, I Was Popped
On the Block Back Before I Had Locks
Red Dot for a Chicken Eat Pop
Mc Told the Bih

Yeah, That’s It

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